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So 33 wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. Remember this post? Yeah, no dice. The last 365 days were just as hard as 32 and 31. I still suffered from depression, we were renting out our townhouse, motherhood was still hard EVERY.SINGLE.DAY, and I even tarnished some important relationships along the way. The last year was a lot more trial and error than I’d anticipated, but along the way, I did learn some life lessons. If not for nothing, the past 365 days taught me a thing or two about life…at least I hope so.
What I learned this past year:
- I’m high maintenance. I never would classify myself as a high maintenance person but apparently, I am – my hair, my skincare routine, the process in which I get dressed, and how I have to be craving a certain food in order to eat it – if that’s not high maintenance I don’t know what it is. Sure, I may not be as high maintenance as most, but there is a little maintenance required, I just asked my husband.
- I’m sensitive. It pains me to admit this a little bit. In the past, I wouldn’t necessarily say I’m a sensitive person because I’m a “suck it up and move on” type of female. But what I’ve learned is that it’s not that I’m not sensitive, it’s that I don’t know how to communicate my feelings, so I brush them aside and move on. Trust me, this is something I’m working on.
- My memory is garbage. This is actually something I already knew, but I feel like it’s getting worse as I age. In this next year I really want to do something to work on improving my memory. I’m pretty sure there’s an app for that, isn’t there?
- I don’t like to be defined. In true millennial fashion, I don’t like labels. I don’t like to pigeon-hole myself when it comes to the personal style, my parenting style, my ethnicity, or the fact that I’m a millennial even though I don’t like to admit it.
- It’s okay to distance yourself from people. Thing have happened this year that put a strain on very important relationships in my life. In the process, I thought I was going to go crazy and was in a really bad place. Because I didn’t want to tarnish those relationships I kept putting myself though hell. I finally had to distance myself in order to keep my mental health in check. I still don’t know if it was the right choice but I can’t grapple with it anymore.
I could probably go on and on but let’s keep this short. I would love to know, are there any lessons you’d share with your younger self?
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